KIADA
you haven't kissed anyone for a while now
Oh, as Deimos’ grin turns positively devilish, Kiada’s sharpens as well as she nears her chair to claim for the game to start. Any excuse or attempt to try and beat the Sword at something was an opportunity Kiada couldn’t miss – though she supposes she’d have to make do if he does indeed win, considering it is his wedding after all. Still, she doesn’t make it easy for him, waiting for the music to stop as she bounds around –
And then it does, and she swiftly dives toward her own chair, iceberg gaze flickering around to see who’d gotten out, flashing them wide grins before looking toward Deimos and letting her grin sharpen even further. A quick glance given toward Weaver in her own amusement, before she settles and readies herself for the next round. The only thing on her mind at this present moment is snagging a chair and devouring her fill of cake.
And then it does, and she swiftly dives toward her own chair, iceberg gaze flickering around to see who’d gotten out, flashing them wide grins before looking toward Deimos and letting her grin sharpen even further. A quick glance given toward Weaver in her own amusement, before she settles and readies herself for the next round. The only thing on her mind at this present moment is snagging a chair and devouring her fill of cake.
to you, everything tastes like blood
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
